Suffocated Bastards - Intellectual

When i’m coming after you

There is nowhere to hide

Just accept the fact that you’re going to die

Every step you have taken has led to your death

Now embrace my hands as i wrap them around your neck

Eyes popping out as the air withdraws

Violence is my passion I don’t do it for a cause

Suffocation is the purest form of death

Now release your self, there is no time left

Bastards

Suffocated bastards

Strangling intensively the only outcome is death

Your face turns pale and you let go of life

There is no way out, no up no down

The only truth is pain

The deed is done, there is no sign of life

My next victim knows that there’s no need to fight

I can’t quell my thirst for blood

Now prepare to meet your god

Bastards

Suffocated bastards